Open Wide

Before you read any further be warned: this story contains vore, the act of a person being consumed. This isn't hardcore vore, with all the death, blood and gore. This is softcore vore, where no one gets hurt and everyone lives to look back on the experience with fond memories. Even so, this story may be too much for some readers to handle. If you think you can handle it then read on. If you find this concept too disturbing however then PLEASE STOP READING NOW!

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Bloom was feeling quite unsettled when she heard the knock on her bedroom door. She had just woken up from a disturbing dream and was still trying to sort things out in her head as she went to answer the door. She was a little surprised to see that it was Layla standing there when she opened the door and looked out.

"Oh, hey Layla. What's up? You look kinda worried."

Layla nodded.

"I was just wondering if you might have seen..."

She trailed off for a moment as he eyes flicked to the top of Bloom's head in surprise.

"Piff! There you are!"

Bloom was startled as Layla reached up with both hands and lifted the sleeping baby pixy off the top of her head.

"What in the world? I had no idea she was up there! How did she get there?"

Layla shrugged as she slipped the slumbering pixy into her hoodie.

"I dunno for sure, but you might wanna check to see if you left your window open. She was flying in her sleep again and someone told me they thought they saw her fly in an open window in this wing."

Bloom pushed her door open a bit wider to let Layla in and turned back into the room to check the window. Sure enough, she found it standing open to let in the late morning breeze. She crossed the room and shut it.

"Huh. You're right. I guess Flora must have left the window open to air out the room. Maybe that explains why I had such a strange dream just now. I'm not really used to sleeping with the window open."

Layla followed Bloom in and closed the door behind her.

"What kind of dream? Were you dreaming about flying or falling? I've heard those are fairly common dreams to have when there's a strange breeze in the room."

Bloom sat down on her bed and started petting Kiko when the little rabbit jumped into her lap. She shook her head.

"No, nothing like that. Actually it's too embarrassing to talk about."

Layla grinned as she seated herself across from Bloom on Flora's bed.

"Oh. So it was a sex dream, huh?"

Bloom's eyes went wide as she stared at Layla.

"How did... I mean, what makes you think that?"

Layla propped both arms behind her on the bed and gave Bloom a knowing grin.

"Come on. After the conversation you and Musa and I had with Flora and Mirta this morning? I know it had to have been on your mind. Besides, you started blushing as soon as you told me what the dream wasn't, so that narrowed things down pretty quick."

Bloom felt her cheeks growing warmer as she realized that her reaction had given her away.

"Oh."

Layla leaned forward eagerly, bracing her hands on her knees.

"So tell me, who was it? Was it Sky? Or Flora? Or maybe me?"

Bloom lowered her face in embarrassment as she shook her head.

"No. It wasn't you, or either of them."

Layla held out her hand beseechingly and cocked her head in curiosity.

"Well then who was it?"

Bloom simply said "Um..." and glanced down at the rabbit curled up in her lap. Sensing the attention on him, Kiko sat up and looked back and forth between the two girls. Layla sat up straighter, her eyes wide with surprise.

"You're kidding me! Kiko?"

Bloom looked up guiltily and nodded.

"I dreamed he had this really big cock, almost as big as he is, and we started, um..."

Layla pasted a twisted grin on her face.

"Fucking like rabbits?"

Kiko closed his eyes and nodded his head vigorously. Bloom lowered her head ashamedly but kept her eyes on Layla.

"Don't say it like that! It's embarrassing enough as it is!"

She glanced down at the rabbit in her lap. Kiko gazed back up at her.

"You know the really weird part is I get the feeling that Kiko had the same dream I did."

Kiko gave her a big open-mouthed smile and then pasted himself to her waste, spreading his little forelegs as far around her as they would go and nuzzling his cheek against her belly. Layla shook her head and gave Bloom a sympathetic smile.

"Well if Piff was sleeping on top of your head at the time I wouldn't be surprised if you guys really did share the same dream."

Bloom stared at Layla in stunned surprise.

"W-what do you mean? Has something like that happened before?"

Layla ducked her head and looked up at Bloom with an embarrassed grin.

"Yeah, it has. Just last night actually."

Bloom started scratching Kiko's ears as she stared at Layla curiously.

"Last night? You mean while Musa was sleeping over? So you and Musa..."

Layla nodded without taking her eyes off Bloom.

"Yeah. We had a pretty wild dream together, even wilder than our little sexcapade earlier."

Bloom leaned forward and raised one hand questioningly.

"Care to tell me about it?"

Layla grasped her chin lightly between thumb and forefinger with an uncertain look.

"I don't know. I mean, this involves Musa too, not just me. I'm not sure I ought be sharing this story without her okay."

Bloom gave a shrug.

"Well, she seemed okay with talking about what you guys actually did last night. How much worse could a dream be?"

Layla blinked at the redhead.

"Oh, that's right. Musa did mention that you're from Earth."

Bloom stared at Layla in confusion at this non sequitur.

"Huh? What's that got to do with anything?"

Layla held out her hand as she explained.

"Well, no offense, but she said that being from Earth makes you a little naive about some things."

Bloom nodded reluctantly.

"Well, yeah, I guess. I mean, there's no magic on Earth and like that, so I'm still getting used to stuff that most folks around here take for granted, but we do have dreams on Earth too you know."

Layla tilted her head to the side as she tried to figure out how to explain it to Bloom.

"Yeah, I know but... Well, you know how in dreams you might sometimes do things you never would in real life, and how sometimes things happen in dreams that aren't even possible in reality?"

Bloom glanced down at Kiko curled up in her lap asleep.

"Yeah. Tell me about it."

Layla grinned at her.

"Believe me, that was tame compared to the dream Musa and I had."

Bloom stared back at her dark-skinned friend.

"You mean it was freakier than having sex with a rabbit? Just how freaky was this dream?"

Layla propped her arms behind her and leaned back again.

"Really freaky. I'm not sure you really wanna hear this one."

Bloom leaned forward and folded her arms across her knees.

"Why don't you let me decide that? I've been dealing with witches and monsters ever since I got here, including a nightmare monster. I think I can handle a strange dream."

Layla shrugged her shoulders.

"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you. It all started when I woke up in the middle of the night, or at least I thought I was awake..."

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Layla opened her eyes a crack and stared at the ceiling. She wasn't sure what time it was but from the lighting she could tell it was still too early in the morning to be up. Why was she awake at this hour?

The feel of the mattress shifting and the sound of a voice mumbling incoherently drew her eyes to the right to see Musa lying naked beside her. Layla's heart hammered as she tried to figure out what Musa was doing in her bed. Then the memory of the evening they had shared together came flooding back to her and she relaxed with a fond smile. She had wanted Musa for weeks now, a month or two even, but the music fairy was so firmly committed to her boyfriend Riven that the princess of Tides had never dared hope it would ever happen. Then last night... or did it still count as tonight?... it had actually happened. Riven had stood Musa up for a date and Musa had come to her for comfort. One thing had led to another and the night had wound up with the two of them exploring the boundaries of their relationship together. It had been a wild and intimate night. How were they ever supposed to go back to being just friends after all that?

She gazed lovingly at her Asiatic friend where she lay on her stomach with her arms folded under her pillow. Her eyes traveled down to Musa's lovely shoulders and continued on down the long, flat expanse of her back to her narrow waste and sexy round ass. As her eyes devoured her friend's naked flesh she began to wonder just what had become of the blanket which had been covering them. Her gaze continued down Musa's slender legs all the way down to her dainty little feet before she finally discovered the answer to that question. The blanket lay bunched up down at the end of the bed where they had evidently kicked it off during the night. That explained why she had woken up so early. With nothing covering her body but the cool night air she felt too exposed to sleep. Much as she hated to have to hide the sight of Musa's lovely nude form, Layla knew she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep until she was covered up again.

Propping herself up on one elbow, Layla gazed down at Musa's sleeping form and realized this might be her last chance to steal one last taste of her friend's sexy body before she went back to her own dorm in the morning. Who knew if an opportunity like this would ever come along again?

Laying her left hand lightly on Musa's upper back, Layla leaned in close and planted a kiss on Musa's right shoulder. Musa gave a contented little moan and snuggled against her pillow. Layla planted another kiss on Musa's shoulder, higher up, more toward the base of her neck. Musa sighed and shifted her head more to the side, offering easier access to her neck. Layla accepted the offer and planted several little kisses on the side of her friend's neck, sliding her hand down Musa's back toward her buttocks as she did so. This had the unfortunate effect of causing Musa to giggle and squirm around. Layla backed off immediately, afraid of waking Musa up. Instead of waking up, Musa simply rolled over on her back and settled down again.

After waiting a few moments to be sure Musa wasn't going to wake up, Layla leaned in once more and planted a soft, sensuous kiss on Musa's lips. Musa moaned appreciatively as she reciprocated the kiss. Even sleeping and unaware of what she was doing, Musa's kiss still stirred the flames of desire deep within Layla's body. She broke off the kiss and planted one on the hollow of Musa's throat. Musa practically purred with pleasure.

Pleased by Musa's responsiveness, Layla began kissing a trail southward toward the twin peaks of her perky breasts. She kissed her way over the swell of Musa's right breast until she was able to take the nipple between her lips and suck on it, fondling and carressing the other breast with her hand while she did. Musa arched her back and moaned.

"Oh, Layla!"

Layla pulled off of Musa's breasts and sat up in surprise.

"Musa?"

Musa settled back down on the bed, opened her eyes and smiled at her dark-skinned friend sleepily.

"Hey Layla. What time is it?"

Layla shook her head.

"I dunno. Too early to be up yet, especially on a Saturday morning. Sorry I woke you up."

Musa gave a contented little "Mmmm..." and settled herself more comfortably into place, still smiling.

"Hey, there's worse ways to wake up than having your best friend sucking on your titties. Why don't you keep going?"

Layla smiled back at her a little uncertainly.

"You sure? I thought you said last night was gonna be just a one-time thing."

Musa gave her a wry smirk.

"Hey, you started this! You don't just start sexing someone up in their sleep, get 'em all turned on and wake 'em up and then say 'Oops! Sorry about that. Let's go back to sleep.' Go ahead and finish what you started. And as far as last night goes, if it's too early to be up, then as far as I'm concerned it's still last night."

Layla ginned back at her oriental friend.

"That works for me."

She leaned down to suck Musa's left nipple between her lips, reaching across to fondle her friend's right breast as she did so. Musa smiled, moaning contentedly as she watched her friend work. She reached out to lazily glide her left hand up and down Layla's back while caressing the side of her own right thigh with her other hand.

After a minute or two of this Layla began working her way south again, down the southern slope of Musa's breast to the flat expanse of her belly. She proceeded with little kisses and licks and playful nips along the gently curving plane of Musa's abdomen, stroking her hands up and down her friend's sides while the music fairy brought her own hands up to fondle her forsaken tits.

When Layla reached Musa's belly button she dipped the tip of her tongue into her friend's navel and swirled it around, prompting a fit of giggles from her friend. She withdrew her tongue and grinned, then resumed her southward trek. She kissed a path all the way down to Musa's mound. She paused for a moment to admire her friend's hairless crotch, then gave it a long, slow lick. Musa arched her back and gave a deep, yearning groan. Layla smiled again, then began kissing her way down Musa's inner thighs, alternating between the two. Musa raised her head to look down the length of her body at her dark-skinned friend.

"Hey Layla, where ya going? You were right there!"

Layla looked up at her friend with a lightly teasing grin.

"Don't worry, I'll be back. I just have somewhere else I wanna visit first."

She resumed kissing her way down Musa's thighs, stopping when she reached her knees to raise each leg in turn and place a soft kiss on the back of each knee. Musa gave soft little moans of appreciation as she continued fondling her tits. This treatment wasn't as intensely erotic as having attention lavished on her breasts or pussy but it was in its own way every bit as intimate. Layla looked up at her friend with a loving smile.

"I love legs and feet. Last time I didn't get to spend near enough time appreciating yours. This time I'm going to take my time and really do you up right."

Musa smiled fondly back at her.

"Hey, no complaints from me. I'm digging this treatment, so you just go right ahead and do what you feel like."

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Bloom raised her hand palm-up in a questioning gesture as she interrupted Layla's narrative.

"This dream of yours really doesn't sound all that freaky so far. It doesn't even sound like a dream, really. More like you and Musa woke up in the middle of the night and just started doing it again."

Layla nodded in agreement.

"I know. Up to this point the only thing remotely freaky about this dream is that it seemed so real we both could have sworn we were really wide awake. But now we're getting to the part where the really freaky shit starts happening. You sure you're ready for this?"

Bloom scratched Kiko's ears where he lay still curled up asleep in her lap.

"Yeah, I guess so."

Layla gave a small nod.

"Alright. Anyway, I started kissing my way down Musa's calves..."

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Musa began gliding her hands from her chest down her sides and belly to her hips and thighs and back up again while Layla worked her way down her friend's calves to her ankles, which she began kissing all over. Musa had never thought of her ankles as an erogenous zone, but she had to admit that the level of attention Layla was paying them felt really nice. The chocolate-complexioned princess of Tides kissed every inch of skin surrounding each ankle, then picked up Musa's feet in her hands and pressed them to her cheeks. When she closed her eyes and started slowly rubbing the music fairy's feet against her cheeks Musa joined in and started doing it for her. At first she simply stroked Layla's cheeks gently, but then she started getting playful and began brushing her toes across Layla's eyebrows and forehead. Both girls started giggling at Musa's silliness. When Musa started rubbing her feet in Layla's face a little too hard, Layla pulled back, grabbed Musa's feet and bit down gently on Musa's left big toe. Musa squeaked in surprise. Layla caught Musa's eye with a gin, then sucked on her toe seductively for a moment before pulling it out. Musa shook her head with a grin.

"That's so nasty!"

Layla winked at her.

"You haven't seen nasty yet babe."

Returning to where she had left off on Musa's ankles she started in kissing the feet themselves, first the left and then the right, swapping every so often so that neither foot would start to feel ignored. She began by kissing her way down the top arch of each foot all the way down to the base of the toes, then she went back and did the inner edge, starting with the back of the heel, then the side, working her way along the inner arch to the big toe.

Next she went for the soles, but instead of simply kissing them she started licking them with long, slow strokes. Musa started to protest that this was unsanitary, but Layla's skillful tongue soon had her moaning too much to complete the sentence. She simply couldn't believe how good it felt to have so much tender, adoring attention paid to a part of her anatomy she had always taken so much for granted. Never before had she realized just how sensitive the soles of her feet could really be.

It was to Musa's deep disappointment when Layla finished lavishing her attention on the soles of her feet and began kissing a path up the outside edge of her left foot, starting at the heel and ending at the little toe. This time though Layla didn't stop when she reached the toes but kept right on going, taking each toe into her mouth one at a time and sucking on them. This treatment quickly had Musa moaning again as Layla's talented lips and tongue brought her new sensations she had never dreamed of before. How had she managed to overlook for so long just how much pleasure could be derived from one's feet?

When Layla finished with the big toe, rather than taking it out of her mouth and moving on to the right foot she instead sucked the neighboring toe back into her mouth as well, then the next, and the next, until she finally held all five toes in her mouth at once. Musa moaned yet again as Layla's tongue washed over and under all five toes with each sweep. She couldn't imagine how this could possibly get any better.

She found out when Layla shoved the front portion of her foot into her mouth along with her toes and began washing the sole of her foot with her tongue again. A small portion of Musa's mind thought it was incredible that Layla could fit so much of her foot in her mouth at one time. The rest of her mind found it so incredible having so much of her foot crammed into Layla's mouth at one time that she simply didn't care about anything else. She was therefore both stunned and elated when Layla managed to stuff the remainder of her foot in her mouth as well, washing the entire sole of her foot from toe to heel with her tongue in long, sensuous strokes.

The feel of having her entire foot inside Layla's mouth, the black girl's lips encompassing her ankle, was so amazing that Musa simply had to see what it looked like. She opened her eyes and looked down the length of her naked body to see Layla stretched out on the lower end of the bed with Musa's leg sticking out of her mouth, sucking away as though it were a Popsicle. She propped herself up on her elbows and grinned down at her friend.

"You know, seeing you lying there with the end of my leg in your mouth is kinda disturbing, but at the same time it looks hotter than hell."

Unable to talk with her mouth so crammed full, Layla looked up at her Asiatic friend and smiled as best she could around her friend's ankle. She then gave a couple of long, slow sucks on Musa's foot that made the music fairy throw back her head and groan with pleasure. Musa glanced back down at her friend again and raised her other foot, wiggling her toes in front of her face.

"My other foot's feeling kinda left out though. Any chance you could do that one too?"

Musa had meant to say "next" but Layla took her to mean "at the same time". She really wasn't sure how she was able to fit an entire foot in her mouth at one time and she really doubted she could manage two but she was game to try anyway. She started by guiding Musa's right foot in next to her left leg by hand, then slowly insinuated the big toe between her lips and the ankle sticking out between them. Musa moaned again as she felt Layla's tongue slide over to wash the underside of her toe. She laid back and closed her eyes, fondling her tits once more as she savored the sensation of Layla gradually working each successive toe into her mouth and licking them as thoroughly as she could with another foot already occupying her mouth.

Neither of them was ever quite able to figure out how she did it, and Musa was too far lost in the experience to open her eyes for another look, but somehow Layla managed to get all five toes into her mouth, then a little bit of her foot, then a little more, until finally the right foot was in as deep as the left. Musa arched her back and moaned blissfully.

"Ooohh, Layla! That feels so awesome! Oh, I wish it were possible to fit even more of me inside you!"

More? Layla was amazed she could fit this much of Musa into her mouth. As it was she could feel her cheeks bulging out and Musa's toes tickling the back of her throat. Maybe she could stretch her mouth open a bit wider yet, but the only way she could possibly fit any more of Musa's lower extremities in her mouth would be to open her throat and start swallowing. Could she really handle that though? Would Musa still enjoy it if she tried? Well, there was really only one way to find out, and if ever there was a night for it this was it.

Layla scooted herself up a little on the bed, causing Musa to bend her knees to make room. Then she reached up, hooked her hands around Musa's knees and pulled. As her friend's feet started inching down her throat there came a moment when she thought she might choke or gag, but she forced herself to swallow and the moment passed.

Now that the initial hurdle had been overcome Layla eagerly set to work shoving more of her friend's shins and calves into her mouth and down her throat, lavishing her tongue over every inch of flesh she could reach along the way. For her part, Musa was busy pushing her hands down the plane of her stomach from ribcage to crotch over and over, all the while moaning in delight.

"Oooohhh, Layla!! I can't believe you're taking so much of me inside you! How much more can you possibly take?"

Layla really didn't know but she was determined to find out. As she felt Musa's feet enter her stomach and her mouth round the bulge of her friend's calves she resolved to keep going as far as she could, until either she reached a limit she couldn't push past or Musa told her to stop. She was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of having so much of her friend's flesh inside her and the wonderful taste of the music fairy's skin as her tongue washed over it. She hoped she could at least make it to Musa's crotch before they had to reverse directions and pull her out.

When she reached Musa's knees Layla paused a moment to slide her hands up her friend's thighs and take hold of her hips before she resumed stuffing more of the music fairy's legs down her throat. Musa placed her own hands on Layla's and pushed against the mattress with her elbows to help push more of herself into Layla's maw. When Layla would pull with her hands Musa would thrust with her hips, working her way deeper and deeper into the water fairy's gullet. She had never felt anything this amazing and she never wanted it to stop!

Musa's thighs gradually disappeared into Layla's mouth. As they went she could feel her legs bunching up inside Layla's body. Her feet had bottomed out somewhere below the point where her friend's stomach should have been. Musa rather thought from the way Layla moaned every time she shifted her feet around that they must be down inside her vagina. She could also feel her knees bumping up against Layla's spine. To fit any more of herself inside Layla's body she'd have to fully bend her knees and fold up her legs. The problem was that Layla was laying on her stomach, which really didn't leave any room for her body to expand in that direction, but progress was grinding to a halt and neither girl was content to stop now if there was any possible way forward.

Musa opened her eyes to look at her friend again. Layla's mouth had stretched to nearly a dozen times its normal size to fit around her thighs. The rest of her face and head had likewise expanded to more than double its normal size in an effort to keep pace. Musa couldn't really see much else of Layla's body at this point aside from her head and arms. It seemed almost as though that was all there was to her, but Musa could feel the rest of her friend's body around her legs. She raised her head up off the pillow to look at her more directly.

"Hey Layla, get your knees under ya and raise your ass up in the air. I need room to fold up my legs if we're gonna go any further."

Layla realized what Musa was talking about. She'd been getting a little frustrated trying to swallow past the midway point of Musa's thighs and had started to think they'd gone as far as they could. She could feel Musa's feet pressing against her ovaries and knew there just wasn't any more room to take in more without her starting to come out the other side. She realized though that by raising herself up on her hands and knees the way Musa suggested she could make more room for Musa to fold up her legs and fit more of herself inside. Thrilled with the prospect of being able to take in more of her friend, as well as the knowledge that Musa wanted it too, Layla struggled to her knees and elbows despite the extra weight inside her. It didn't provide quite enough room for Musa to fit her legs vertically between Layla's backbone and the mattress, but by spreading her knees and crossing her ankles she was able to accomplish the maneuver.

Layla moaned blissfully as she felt Musa's feet pressing her stomach outward, stretching it all the way down to meet the mattress. It made her feel as though she'd just eaten a really big meal, but still she was hungry for more. As Musa continued to fold her legs back, pulling her feet toward her ass, the motion helped to pull her thighs further into Layla's maw until finally Layla felt Musa's crotch and ass pressing against her lips. With mounting excitement she shifted her hands to her friend's waist and continued to pull. And now, as Musa's hips and ass passed her lips, the flaw in their present arrangement was revealed. With Layla crouched on all fours while swallowing Musa face-up there was no way for her tongue to reach Musa's pussy. She could easily wash the pale globes of her friend's ass with her tongue, which she did with relish, but the music fairy's thighs were clamped too tightly together so they could pass down Layla's throat for her tongue to find passage between them. She began to think she would have to start pulling Musa back out again so she could eat her friend out normally, but Musa had other ideas. She began wiggling around, twisting her body sideways as she moaned out her dark-skinned friend's name.

"Oh, Layla! I need your tongue in my pussy so bad! Please, help me turn over!"

Layla was only too happy to comply with her friend's request. Not only did she want her tongue in Musa's cunt as bad as Musa did but the music fairy's legs squirming around inside her were producing some very pleasurable sensations. With her hands on Musa's hips she twisted sideways, stretching her jaws open a bit wider as her friend's hips went vertical for a minute.

Once Musa was settled in face-down Layla's tongue immediately sought out her pussy, licking her entire crotch area until she located her friend's slit. Moaning blissfully, Musa spread her knees apart as far as she could within Layla's belly, opening herself wide for her friend's probing tongue. Eagerly, Layla plunged her tongue between the folds of Musa's labia, moaning almost as loudly as her friend as she tasted the sweet inner juices of the music fairy's pussy. She thrust her tongue in deeper and deeper, lapping ecstatically at her friend's vaginal walls. She wondered fleetingly what had become of Musa's hymen, as she hadn't encountered any sign of resistance penetrating this far, but among so many other impossible things a minor detail like that seemed entirely trivial. Besides, with the taste of Musa's pussy nectar practically gushing down her throat, the feel of Musa's ass cheeks pumping against the roof of her mouth with every thrust of the music fairy's hips, and the sound of Musa's voice screaming out her name in ecstasy, not to mention the sensation of Musa's legs moving rhythmically up and down inside her, Layla was far too lost in her own bliss to care.

It didn't take long before Musa's entire body tensed up and she threw back her head with an exultant scream as her orgasm tore through her. Her body shook with the intensity of her release as Layla lapped joyously as the rich cream gushing forth from deep inside her friend's body. After several seconds Musa's inner convulsions began to diminish and her flow to trickle off, but Layla was not finished with her yet. She continued to lap hungrily at her friend's inner core, and before her first orgasm had completely subsided Musa felt a second one coming on. She pushed herself up off the bed with her arms, arching her back as far as it would go, and cried out joyously as her vaginal walls once more rhythmically squeezed Layla's impossibly long tongue.

"Oh, Laaylaaa!!"

As soon as the crest of her orgasm passed and began to recede Musa collapsed back down onto the bed. However Layla was still not yet satisfied. This was an experience she somehow knew they would never be able to repeat and she wasn't going to let it end until she had milked it for all that it was worth. She commenced thrusting her tongue in and out of her friend's pussy, tongue-fucking her like there was no tomorrow. As the same time she reached forth with both hands and began fondling and kneading her friend's tits. Musa began grunting and moaning as this combined assault on her senses drove her once more up that now quite familiar path toward sexual release. She gripped the sheets on either side of her tightly as she tried desperately to ride out the mounting wave of erotic passion her dark-skinned friend was building within her. She didn't know if she could remain conscious throughout this third journey into paradise, or if she could even survive it, but she'd be damned if she didn't give it everything within her. When Layla started flicking Musa's clit with her lower lip that was it for her. She gave one long, low, sustained groan as the flood gates burst open once more, flooding Layla's mouth and throat with another glorious load of thick, rich cream.

Completely exhausted by her triple orgasm, Musa just lay there panting hard, too tired to move a muscle as Layla lovingly bathed every inch of her nether regions with her tongue, cleaning away every last trace of her friend's ambrosial fluids she could find. She simply lay there basking in the afterglow of the most powerful sexual experience she had ever had, or even imagined, so full of love for her friend that there was no room within her for the slightest doubt as to the rightness of it all. It wasn't until she felt Layla's effort to begin extracting her from within that she was able to rouse herself sufficiently to speak.

"Layla, wait! Please don't spit me out!"

Layla paused in the process of trying to pull the music fairy out of her mouth and listened curiously, unable to speak to ask why so long as her mouth was thus occupied. Musa managed to push herself up enough to look over her shoulder at her friend.

"I can't imagine how you've been able to take as much of me inside of you as you already have, and I'll understand if you've hit your limit, but if there's any way you can fit even a little more of me inside you then I beg you to swallow as much of me as you can. Please! I wanna go deeper! As deep as you can take me!"

Layla couldn't figure it out either. What they had already done flew in the face of logic, physics, and common sense, but if her friend wanted to go deeper then she would take her just as deep as she could possibly go! Making sure her tongue was tucked out of the way she grabbed hold of her Asiatic friend's shoulders and began pulling her inch by sensuous inch deeper into her gullet. As Musa's butt slid slowly down her spine she could feel the music fairy's knees working their way up the inside of her stomach wall as she doubled herself over to fit inside her friend. Layla had never felt such an incredible feeling of fullness before, and yet she continued to cram more and more Musa into her maw. It seemed like there must surely be a limit to how much of one adult, or nearly-adult, human could fit inside another, but if there was either they hadn't hit it yet or they had long since surpassed it. Either way, both girls were determined to see just how far they could take this.

Layla's tongue washed lovingly over her friend's belly as it passed through her mouth, drawing murmurs of appreciation from her semi-conscious friend. When Musa's tits passed her lower jaw and received the same treatment the pixy-bobbed fairy writhed in delight, letting out a low, sensuous moan. Being swallowed alive was the most sensuously erotic thing that had ever happened to her and she was loving every minute of it!

As Layla's lips drew even with her armpits Musa started to squirm around, working to turn herself over again. Layla helped her out once more, relishing the sensation of Musa's lower body twisting around inside of her, her friend's tits brushing against her cheek and then the roof of her mouth. When Musa was lying once more face up she wrapped her arms lovingly around her friend's swollen head and kissed her on each eyelid.

"Oh Layla, I love you so much! Thank you for doing all of this for me. I never would have guessed before all this started that I would enjoy being eaten alive so much, but I wouldn't have missed out on this for the world. Now let's take this all the way. Swallow me! Eat me! Gobble up every last bit of me! I wanna know what it's like to be completely inside of you!"

Layla was stunned at Musa's declaration of wanting to be completely consumed, yet at the same time it seemed as though she had known all along that this would be the inevitable conclusion of their bizarre tryst. She had tried once already to avoid this ending by starting to pull Musa out after her triple orgasm had exhausted her, but if Musa wanted to be completely inside her there was no way she could disappoint her friend now. She felt a teardrop roll down each cheek as she prepared herself to finish what she had started but Musa wiped them away with her hands, smiling up at her with such adoration in her eyes even as they leaked teardrops of her own which ran down the sides of her temples into her hair.

"Please don't cry Layla. This is what I want more than anything, and I wouldn't have shared it with anyone else but you."

Layla wanted to tell her that she felt much the same way, or tell her how much she was going to miss her, or beg her not to do this, or say anything at all really, but with her mouth full off her friend there was nothing she could say. Instead she did the only thing she could, she leaned down and kissed her.

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Bloom raised her head and frowned in confusion.

"Wait, you couldn't talk because Musa was in your mouth but somehow you managed to kiss her?"

Layla spread her hands and shrugged.

"I guess I must have grown another mouth or something, maybe even another head. I dunno. You'd have to ask Musa what it looked like from her end of things."

Bloom tilted her head and placed a fingertip on her chin.

"But if you grew another mouth then couldn't you have said something to her with it?"

Layla shrugged and shook her head.

"I don't think so. I think that mouth was only for kissing. It kinda disappeared again once I was done with it. Besides, it was a dream. You don't always think of things like that when you're dreaming."

Bloom nodded slowly.

"Okay, I guess. So what happened next?"

Layla braced her arms on the mattress on either side of her and looked down at her lap.

"Well, I placed one hand on Musa's shoulder and the other one on top of her head and I started pushing..."

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The princess of Tides washed her tongue sensuously over Musa's back and shoulders as they sank deeper and deeper into her mouth. Musa moaned and closed her eyes as she felt her friend's lips engulf her neck and shoulders. She was now so deeply inside Layla that only her head and arms stuck out. She opened her eyes again and gazed at her friend.

"Feels like I've bottomed out again. Guess I'm gonna have to turn sideways for this last bit to work."

Layla gazed down the length of her nose at her friend worriedly. As much as she was enjoying this unbelievable experience she was very much afraid once Musa was all the way inside her she'd never be coming out again, at least not alive. She had sort of hoped this latest hurdle would convince Musa to turn back before it was too late. Seeming to divine her thoughts, Musa placed her hands on either side of Layla's face and kissed her on the upper lip.

"Don't worry about me Layla. I'll be fine inside you. I just know it. You're never gonna lose me. Not after all this. Now let's do this."

Layla moaned blissfully as she felt the music fairy begin twisting around inside her once more, repositioning herself for the final plunge. Once she had herself turned on her side Musa pulled her arms in one after the other, until only her head was left sticking out of Layla's mouth. She turned her head to glance up at Layla one last time and gave her a big grin.

"Hm-hm! See ya later Layla!"

With that she arched her back and pushed against Layla's shoulder blades from the inside with her hands, sliding herself around ninety degrees from her previous position and pulling her head all the way into Layla's mouth and down her throat in one go. As she closed her mouth and swallowed Layla felt the sensation of fullness in every part of her body reach an indescribable peak. Her stomach, her intestines, her womb, her vagina, every part of her body felt absolutely, completely, deliciously full. What's more she could feel Musa still squirming around inside of her, pressing and sliding against so many wonderful, intimate places. With her mouth and throat finally clear once more Layla threw back her head and cried out in ecstasy as the sensations overwhelmed her senses and she came hard. With so much pressure inside her it felt as though all the cum in her body was simply being squeezed out from the inside. The juices practically sprayed out of her cunt, running down her thighs to soak the mattress around her knees until it was sopping wet.

As she came down from that incredible high the dark beauty rolled onto her side, wrapping her arms around her enormously distended belly. Now that she could think rationally again the full impact of what she had done hit her hard. Musa was gone, swallowed up inside her own gut, and Layla began to feel her absence sharply. Thinking about the prospect of never seeing Musa's face again, never hearing her laughter or listening to her sing, she curled up into a ball and started to sob in remorse. She had eaten her best friend, thrown away their future together, and all for some stupid sexual thrill. How could she have done such a thing?

In between sobs she began to notice another sound, coming from inside her. She paused incredulously. Could it be? Pressing her ear to her belly in wonder she was able to make out the sound more clearly. It was Musa, humming something from inside her. She wasn't dead after all! It took her a few seconds before she was able to place the tune. It was a song from Earth called "I'm Your Baby Tonight". The moment she recognized the song she understood what Musa was trying to tell her. Musa wasn't gone at all. She was alive and well inside of her. What's more, Musa was now a baby living in her womb, and Layla was now pregnant with her best friend.

Now that she properly understood what they had accomplished together Layla was overjoyed, all her sorrow replaced by a happiness she could scarcely contain. She stroked her belly lovingly as she curled up to sleep with a smile on her face. She could hardly wait to give birth to Musa so that they could make love again. Perhaps the next time Musa would eat her instead and she could be Musa's baby. She drifted off to sleep imagining how good that would feel.

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"Anyway, when we woke up we were lying together in the spoons position with Piff lying on top of my head."

Bloom gave the dark-skinned girl a puzzled frown.

"What's the spoons position?"

Layla raised one hand in explanation.

"You know, when two people lie back to front so that their bodies fit together like a pair of spoons?"

Bloom's eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Oh! So that's what that's called! I never realized there was a name for that. I've seen it on TV a few times but I never heard anyone call it that before."

Layla shook her head and chuckled.

"Musa was right. You Earth kids really don't get much of an education in sex, do ya?"

Bloom hung her head in embarrassment.

"I guess not."

Layla shook her head and continued.

"Anyway, I had my arms around Musa, holding her to me. It was nice, but Musa started getting uncomfortable thinking about Riven and she asked me to let her go. We talked about things for a bit and we agreed to just stay friends. We decided to just let last night be a special memory between the two of us. No sense ruining what we've got over something we can never have."

Watching Layla turn her gaze to the wall sadly, Bloom wasn't so sure that the black girl entirely meant what she said. She got the distinct impression that Layla wished the two of them could be something more than friends. Layla sighed and glanced back at Bloom.

"Then Musa grabbed a quick shower and snuck back here."

Bloom nodded guiltily.

"Where we were all waiting for her and jumped down her throat for staying out all night."

Layla shrugged to indicate that didn't really matter now.

"So anyway, what do you think? Freakier than rabbit sex or what?"

Bloom nodded and glanced down at the sleeping rabbit curled up in her lap.

"Way freakier. As for what I think, I don't know what to think. I can't imagine enjoying something like that. I'd be freaked out of my mind if I had a dream like that."

Layla just shrugged.

"There's things freakier than that some people find erotic, believe me."

Bloom looked up at Layla wide-eyed.

"Freakier than that?!? What could be freakier than being eaten alive?"

Layla shook her head.

"Trust me, you don't wanna know."

Bloom gave Layla a worried look.

"Hey Layla, since you and Musa both remember your dream, do you suppose Piff remembers it too? Or my dream for that matter?"

Layla's eyes went wide.

"God I hope not! Can you imagine what those kinds of dreams would do to the poor kid? But she seems fine so far, and she wasn't present in those dreams the way we were, so maybe she just acted as a kind of dream bridge, allowing our sleeping minds to connect without being aware of what we were dreaming about."

Bloom looked down at her shoes.

"Yeah. Hopefully."

Layla gave her a look of concern.

"Seriously Bloom, are you gonna be okay? I didn't mean to freak you out even more than you already were. We can talk about it if you wanna."

Bloom shook her head.

"No really, I'm fine. I just need some time alone to think about some stuff. It's kind of a lot to wrap my head around all at once. I'm not sure if hearing about your dream really helps me deal with mine, but at least it puts it into some kind of perspective."

Layla got up and headed toward the door.

"Alright. I better get going. I've got some dance moves I wanna work on, but if you decide you wanna talk about some stuff I'll be around."

Bloom looked at the black girl and smiled.

"Thanks Layla. Maybe I'll take you up on that later."

Layla smiled back.

"Anytime. I'll see you at lunch, okay?"

Bloom nodded and waved.

"See you there!"

Once Layla left Bloom looked down at the rabbit dozing peacefully in her lap.

"Well that didn't help. I'm even more confused than before. Now what do I do?"